Antithesis

You're tall Tall like the tall tales my momma told me not to tell Not to tell Like the things you say, like "crap" That I'm not supposed to say Like the TV shows you watch That I’m not supposed to see

So someone tell me why I like it when you smile at me Why I feel like I can’t breathe Can someone tell me why I got all these butterflies? When I’m with you, I could fly (If you can fly while you fall... ‘cause I’m falling for you)

No, you’re not what I expected. But you’re everything I’ve hoped for.

I’m confused. Seems you’re the antithesis to my dreams But I think you like me... too.

Tall. And my momma told me not to... Not to date someone like you. Not to be someone like you.

Crap.

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